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Stolen Hearts.

Todorokis girlfriend is captured one day after the attack on the UA summer camp, and is ready to battle her way out of it; but when her devilishly handsome captor makes an odd request, she has to make a dangerous choice: does she fight? Or, does she just, give in?…Does she want to give in?

Pairing: Reader x Dabi | Words: 11.7k | Rating: M | genre: smut

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Your eyes watering did little to loosen the tape over your mouth like you had hoped, and when you were thrown onto the ground by one of your captors your head hit the hard floor with a loud thud. Looking around to where they had brought you to, it seemed as if you were in some kind of hideout. There were minimal decorations and furniture adorning the concrete room, save for a charred punching bag in the corner and an old ratty couch running along the back wall. Also, you noticed, there was a door off to the side, that looked like it had maybe 4 deadbolts on it. Your head was spinning from what was definitely blunt force trauma as you tried to piece it all together.

What was happening to me?

All you could remember was, one second, you were walking back to the dorms from the convenience store down the street in broad daylight, and then the next second, was a bit of blur. You remember a blow to your head from behind, and a cloth around your mouth when you tried to scream out and then suddenly, next thing you knew your arms and legs were tied up and you were being dragged through an alley, the sunset signaling to you that significant time had passed.

The sound of a door unlocking tore your attention away from your thoughts, and onto a tall, dark haired man who entered the room. His presence immediately caused a tension in the room, palpable not only to you, but to everyone, illustrated by the way that the group of men who had captured you suddenly began to stand at attention. You took a moment to study the strange features on this man more closely, and saw the way parts of his skin looked marred and...h-held together by staples?

A gasp left your mouth upon realizing that you had seen him before; That day, at the summer camp when UA was attacked. He was there.

Suddenly, the man turned his head down to face where you were laying, and the look in his eyes as he zeroed in on you caused your blood to grow cold. "Hey there, gorgeous." He said languidly as his face inched closer, allowing you to see his strikingly handsome features juxtaposed against the staples and damaged skin, and you couldn't help but let fear begin to flood your body.

Along with a tiny flicker of something else, something you refused to acknowledge, that ignited a fuzzy feeling deep in your stomach; You told yourself it was just nerves.

The man crouched down to where you were laying, and turned his head to the side as he stared, an eerie smile etching on his lips. Your breathing picked up watching him stand above you, and was made more exasperated by the fact your mouth was taped so you could only breathe through your nose. When he reached his hand out toward your face, you flinched back, earning a chuckle from him when he simply brushed some of the hair that was matted to your sweaty forehead, behind your ear.

Surprisingly, his touch was light, and his skin was so cold it almost felt soothing against yours.

"Now, now, now, no need to be scared, 'darlin." When his fingers moved graciously through your hair your eyes couldn't help but close for just a second in a moment of over-exhaustion and weakness, taking a deep breath to cherish the fleeting moments of pleasurable contact, before being able to think straight enough to realize you shouldn't be so relaxed in front of such a notoriously deadly villain.

Though upon opening your eyes and being met with his minacious stare, you wondered if you should have just kept them shut. You began breathing a bit frantically, huffing loudly through your nose, nauseous from the smell of the tape as you borderline hyperventilated. You were flinching at every change in his movements, even though they remained unsettlingly gentle.

"I ain't gonna hurt 'cha," The dark haired man said, stopping for a moment. His hand moved down to caress your tear-stained cheek, and you had to stop yourself from instinctively leaning into his rather soothing touch, the deep lull of his smooth voice almost coercing your exhausted brain into submission. Your eyes widened as his face inched closer to yours, and he put his lips millimeters from your ear when he whispered, "Not unless, you want me to, that is."

Abruptly grabbing the corner of the piece of tape that was covering your mouth, he yanked it off harshly and stood back up, leaving a stinging sensation behind that caused your eyes to tear up even more.

Screaming out at his action, you watched his face to see if he felt any remorse, but the cheeky look on the man before you didn’t seem to falter at all. If anything, you thought he may have just started to smile a little wider. "You fucking bastard." You spat back at him, a sour look on your face. "If I ‘wanted’ any of this, you wouldn't of had to kidnap me." But still, your words seemed to have little to no effect on the mysterious man in front of you, as he remained silent. Just staring staring down at you with that dark look in his eyes that made your skin crawl. You tried to use your quirk, but something seemed to be blocking it. Must've been that drug they put on the cloth from earlier. From what you had seen on the news about it, the effects of the drug should wear off eventually, but it could take hours; or even a whole day. Sighing, you dropped your aggressive tone. "What do you even want with me?"

Finally seeming to elicit some kind reaction out of him, the man in front of you turned to the others for a brief second to wave them off, requesting to be alone. Watching the last of your captors walk out of the room from where you lay on the cold concrete floor, and shut the door behind them with a click, made your heart start to beat a mile a minute; and the man with scars unlike any you had ever seen before, turned his full attention to you.

What was he planning to do to me, that he needed us to be alone?

The obvious answer hung menacingly in the air, taking your mind inevitably back to Shoto with a pang running through your heart. He must be so worried about me. Your boyfriend and you were still a fairly new relationship, but a bonded one nonetheless. The six months you had spent together proved to be filled with your fair share of ups and downs, but it was your first real relationship with a guy, and Todoroki had been one of the most caring guys you had ever met.

"I brought you here to help me out with a lil' somethin'." The mans voice broke the silence. Standing up, he walked over to the where the couch was, on the wall opposite to where you lay facing, and took a seat.

Before he sat down though, he took off his long coat, and you couldn't help but gaze up at the way that his muscles seemed to look so defined in the low light of the room you were in. It was absolutely not the time, but you allowed your eyes to follow the sharp contours of his arms and chest that disappeared under his low-cut tank top, and your mind started to picture what the rest of him would look like; Wondering how far his purple scars continued. It didn't help either that the way he leaned forward and placed his elbows on his knees allowed him to look down at you, literally, and you had to acknowledge how despicably good looking he really was. Especially from that angle. All his piercings glittering as he stared down at you with a foreboding look in his eyes, but fear wasn't the only thing he was causing to stir inside you.

The way your abdomen suddenly started to ache, and you felt your heartbeat in between your legs, you could tell. Some sick part of you actually liked the way his predatory eyes were making you feel; the way he- Stop it. You seethed internally, hes a villain, he hurt you. He wants to hurt you. How could you even begin to let your mind go there?

Maybe it was just adrenaline and anxiety, getting the best of you and your hormones. They had been raging long before any of this mess ever happened anyway. You tried to forget about it completely; Just shake it off, you had bigger things to worry about.

But, you couldn't stop yourself from rubbing your legs together just a bit, trying to shake the feeling off that you feared was growing more intense by the minute.

"Something distract you there, princess?" He interjected, drawing your attention back up to his face, which was embellished with a devilishly handsome smile. Though, it looked like he wasn't going to bring up your wandering eyes, if he even really noticed. "As I was sayin', when we attacked your little summer camp, you caught my eye—I mean, a water manipulation quirk? Very powerful potential." Looking away from you for a moment, he studied the purple on his arms with a strange and suddenly absent expression before he continued, "But, that wasn't what sealed your fate." However, when he turned back to face you, the glossy look in his eyes seemed to have left just as quickly as it came. "It was your healing powers." Then, almost as if on second thought, his face twisted into a nasty grin, and with malice behind every word, he continued, "Probably why Shoto chose you, too." Releasing an evil chuckle, he continued, "S'nothin personal. Just kind of a thing for us, to be turned on by thinking of shit like that."

Your eyes suddenly grew wide, your breath caught in your throat. Shoto? "W-What?" You knew he was probably just trying to bait you into talking, but still; How did he know about your relationship, or anything about you for that matter? It's not like you and Shoto were ever very public about your budding relationship.

And 'us'? What the hell was this guy even talking about?

The mean look on his face intensified and you wanted to squirm, but with the way he seemed to bask in every reaction you've made, you tried to contain yourself. "Oh, come on, ____."He said, lips curled into a cruel smile while his analytical eyes never strayed form yours, making you feel smaller with each passing second. "Ya gotta be smarter than that." And with that he got up, your mind racing as his heavy boots came closer, and closer to where you lay; helpless.

Visibly shaking your head, you shut your eyes and tried to focus. Maybe you could fight the drug.

"Stop!" You screamed, "You don't know anything about me!" Beginning to act out of short spouts of rage, you pulled and thrashed at the restraints on your wrists and ankles behind you. Hitting your head on the floor in the process and feeling your wrists stinging from rope burn, tears welled embarrassingly in your eyes once more before you stubbornly shouted, "You're just a random lowlife trying to stop UA students because you know were gonna destroy you, and The League Of Villains!"

The futile attempts to break free of your binds that were made during your little outburst did little but cause the man in front of you to realize, that he really liked watching you struggle like that underneath him. All tied and bound, that absolutely adorable, helpless tear-stained expression on your face, just waiting, begging, for him to come and take care of you in ways he knew you needed, even if you didn't yet.

That being said, he decided that it was finally time to release you at least of your ignorance, and shed some light onto why it was exactly he had you brought here in the first place.

With a theatrical gasp, he placed a hand over his chest. "'Random'? That hurts, princess." Bending down, he grabbed you by your arms and, quite easily, placed you so that you were now sitting up instead of just laying on the floor. Still remaining at your eye level, he ran his hands through his messy black hair and pulled it back a bit, allowing his face to be seen more clearly through the low light of the dark room. "You're tellin' me you can't see the family resemblance?"

Still thrashing your wrists around behind your back a bit, you were wincing from the pain, so you declined to really study his newly displayed features at first. "Yeah right," you started, still fruitlessly struggling to escape, "like you're related to any one of-" But, when your eyes met finally his in a passing second, your vision uninhibited by shadows or hair covering his face, you stopped dead in your movements and gasped. Those eyes. They were unmistakeable, but, it couldn't be,

"Touya?"

Though your last word came out barely a whisper, the dark haired man in front of you smirked, and threw his hands up like he was caught upon hearing your utterance. "Guilty, but I'm going by Dabi nowadays." He reached down, making you flinch back a bit. But when he only went to untie the rope around your ankles, you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding.

Looking back up at your face, Dabi was met with that precious deer-in-headlights look you had been giving him the whole time that caused the animalistic urge to claim you as his grow inside him even more. Breifly, he even wondered if you knew how fuckable it made you look, and if you had been doing it on purpose the whole time to try and entice him even further; or maybe you really were just a helpless little slut who needed someone like him to take care of you in ways those little school boys at UA never could.

Finally pulling the rope away, and releasing your legs, Dabi never broke eye contact as he continued to say, "though I dont know which one Id like hearing better, coming from that pretty little mouth of yours."

Your mind was spinning way too much to react or even try and think about a way to use your newly freed legs to escape. This...was...is? Todorokis...older brother? The one...who Endeavor...killed? The bile rose in your stomach as your thoughts raced, and your body suddenly flushed, the intense heat flash not helping the fact that you felt like you were gonna throw up. That must be what all those scars are from, then. The accident. But then...where did the unscarred pieces of flesh come from? "Ho-How..." Was all you were able to muster out before you began to feel a bit woozy once again.

Dabi stood up, watching all those precious emotions flash across your face with more enjoyment than he expected. "S’a long boring story, but to cut it short, after ‘the accident’, I happened to have been chosen by a doctor looking to experiment." He reached to take off his shirt, and couldnt help but notice with a satisfied smirk, that you bit your lip while you watched him tug it over his head; and he definitely saw where your eyes lingered. Letting out a low chuckle, he now displayed his bare chest before you, admiring the lines of his patchwork body while running his hands along the staples. "Let's just say, it was mutually beneficial in the end."

As you sat looking up at the freakishly handsome, shirtless, Frankenstein in front of you in disbelief, your mind still craved answers to one important question. "But, why," you gulped, mouth dryer than expected, "why do you need me?"

Dabi seemed to have forgot he was explaining that himself for a second, too busy finally watching you piece it all together, savoring your reactions and watching you hang onto his every word. The big reveal was one of the best parts of being a villain, after all.

Your eyes intuitively followed his hand as it moved to where he hung it dangerously low from his belt buckle, and you swore you saw his pants twitch, making you look down frantically to avoid his gaze. However, he was quick to reach down and grab your neck with a tight grasp.

Yanking your body up roughly towards his, you were met with a startlingly close proximity to his calculating eyes when you landed on your feet. A light-headed, spinning feeling you had never experienced before began to flood your head from the way he was choking you, and you had to admit; It felt kind of good. So good, you couldn't help but release a little involuntary whimper as you felt goosebumps form down your arms.

Smirking at your reaction, his free hand moved down, caressing the side of your body, and ending its descent with a rather harsh squeeze under skirt, on your butt; causing you to gasp, much to his amusement. "All this death happening recently got me thinkin' about passing on my amazing power to a little, 'creation' of my own." Looking over your body briefly, as if sizing you up, he removed the hand he had around your neck to cup your waist on either side; An action that served to make you blush more than it should have considering your current situation.

"Why do you need me for that?" You said, voice trembling as your body remained frozen, trying not to focus on the way that you almost missed the feeling of his hand clasping tightly around your neck.

Another nasty smirk made its way onto his lips, a predatory one you had seen on men many times before, and you felt his right hand suddenly move to cup your lower abdomen. Having his hand press over where your womb was sent another involuntary shiver down your spine, though you couldn't deny that you liked having him touch you like this, which is why you didn’t exactly try to move away.

Was it really so wrong, to simply just go along with what he was doing? An obvious part of you couldn't help but feel guilty for lusting after someone this hard while still technically with Todoroki. But honestly, a bigger, louder, hungrier part of you, felt enticed and unbelievably aroused by the thought of having such a forbidden night with someone so powerful and alluring; Someone so daunting and sexy. Besides, it was obvious by the fact that you were kidnapped and drugged that no matter how you felt about it, he was going to take whatever he wanted; which you hated to admit, turned you on even more.

So, was it so wrong if you liked it?

"I happen to have a minor defect to my otherwise amazing quirk, thanks to my dear old dads messy breeding." He continued to explain, his hand suddenly dropping further, moving under your skirt and dragging the tips of his fingers ever so lightly across the thin fabric of your underwear. It took every ounce of resolve you had left not to moan out and feed his ego even more than you already had. Your legs became a bit wobbly, and Dabi retracted his hand to steady you by your waist once more, though not without letting out a low chuckle at your small display of weakness. "Whenever I use my quirk, it burns me thanks to my bodies heat intolerance from my mother." Pulling you flush against him, and steadying your limp body against his sturdy one by holding your butt and lower back, he met your wide eyes with a fleeting glance before putting his lips so close to your ear you could feel his breath. You inhaled sharply when you felt his tongue lap out at the sensitive skin, even moaning a bit without thinking when he gently bit down on your earlobe. "But," he continued, his husky voice basically purring in your ear, "with your powers, our child would be unstoppable."

The whisper danced menacingly across your skin, causing even more goosebumps to form down your spine. That's when it hit you.

'Our child?'

You felt him smirk against your skin, and wanted to simply give into the unexpected pleasure and forget the harrowing events of today by getting lost in Dabis warm and admittedly inviting embrace. Though still, it seemed as if your conscience finally found its voice, and managed to propel it out of where it seemed to get caught in your throat.

"What?!" Your exclamation seemed to come across, however, as more of an inquiry based on your hushed tone, and the way that you declined to move at all away from him. Suddenly remembering what he said earlier, you couldn't help but look up at him and ask, "And...and what did you mean earlier, about Shoto?" Trying to think back, you wondered if there had ever been a time Todoroki even mentioned having kids with you.

At first, nothing really came to mind. That was, until you remembered one specific date, maybe a month into your relationship, that had ended with Todoroki a few more sakis deep than you, and him drunkenly admitting to you that he fantasized about 'impregnating you since the moment he saw you fighting at the entrance exam'. Which, funnily enough, was also the date that marked the first time you and Todoroki had slept together.

Sure, it might have been a pretty odd thing to say, but at the time you had just written it off. Besides, while you may not have had too many real boyfriends, you been around enough to get a pretty good grasp on the inherently deviant sexual nature of men. All men have weird fantasies in bed, at least his was something that seemed relatively normal. Why wouldn't he want to have a baby with the girl he was dating, right?

"Well," Dabi said, lifting your body up by your arms gently one more time as he began to guide you over to the couch while your hands still remained tied behind your back. In that moment, he noticed quite suddenly that you didn't seem to be putting up much resistance as he dragged you over. You were even helping him out by walking yourself over to where he plopped you down to sit in front of him once more. Though, at least this time you were on a couch cushion and not the cold concrete floor. "Guess it's kinda our dad's fault." He said, shrugging as he lowered himself down onto his knees, swiftly moving in between your legs while making sure to catch your eyes. You felt frozen as you watched him take his position, his shirtless torso so close to where you had been aching for him that you were sure he was going to be able to feel the heat radiating off of you; but you weren't concerned, your mind was shot and your body was exhausted. In this moment, all you wanted to do, was to keep gazing into his beautiful piercing blue eyes, and hope that he continued to placate you with his soothing touch. "And, to be honest, I never thought that was going to be possible for me." Reaching out to brush another stray hair behind your ear, he smiled. You weren't flinching anymore. "'Till I saw you, that was."

Then, with his other hand, he cupped your cheek, and you couldn't help but inhale sharply upon feeling the icy contact. "Your skins pretty cold for someone with a fire quirk." Must be what he was talking about earlier. But, the feel of his cold skin against your flushed body inclined your rapid heart beat to slow down ever so slightly, and your breathing became just a bit more even.

You had assumed this whole time that you had been brought here to be tortured into a confession about UA secrets, or maybe even tied up and sold to harvest your body parts on the black market. And, while you had been tied up and kidnapped, as you were faced with the possibility of the dark and mysterious man in front of you using you to...breed, a part of you couldn't help but feel...

Intrigued? Insanely guilty? Like a deviant?

Along with that achingly familiar feeling that you could no longer even pretend to deny was pooling in your abdomen, completely soaking your underwear, telling you that your body had betrayed you long before your mind ever made the conscious decision to. As terrible a person you felt when the back of your mind echoed images of Todoroki, the more selfish part of you reminded yourself that you couldn't deny, there was definitely a part of you that felt increasingly untouched and ignored by him.

You tried to push it down at first; You could live without that, right? It's only one small aspect of the whole relationship. Besides, Shoto was so nice, and doting, and the most polite gentlemen you had ever been with. And its not like you two didn't have sex, because you did. It was just that sometimes, your mind couldn't help but imagine being dominated by him in a severely different way. It was more than slightly disappointing every time you tried get him to just act a little bit more aggressively in bed, only to have him constantly stop to make sure he hadn't hurt you for real in the process, even though thats exactly what you were begging him to do. Though you told yourself you wouldn't give up. He would get it eventually, as long as you kept communicating. Right?

It was always your hope that one day, he would finally be able to understand. However, as time went on and you found yourself having the same awkward conversation over and over, you began to think that maybe you were just asking Shoto to do something that he simply wasn't into.

But, Dabi? It wasn't hard for you to see that he might be exactly what you had been dreaming about; He was dangerous and sexy and rough, like the guy you thought about late at night when your hand travelled down into your underwear, trying to satisfy the ache deep in your abdomen that never seemed to completely subdue. If anything, he probably was a lot more intense than what you ever imagined, causing a little bit of fear to bubble up inside you alongside the copious amounts of lust that had been building.

Not to mention, how could you really be held responsible for this? You were literally drugged, tied, and kidnapped by a notoriously powerful villain, now matter how breathtakingly sexy he may have turned out to be. If you didn't give him what he wanted, he would take it anyways.

Right?

"Still, you seem to love it when I put my hands on you." Dabis low voice spoke once more, commanding all your attention back to the present moment and the electric feeling his skin gave you, and those bright blue eyes that mesmerized you. His thumb made a soothing motion along your cheekbone, and you finally released all restraint, leaning into his hand with a soft, high-pitched sigh of relief. "See?" He said, a malicious chuckle emanating from his chest, "I told you," You could hear the smile behind his words as his other hand began to tangle further into your hair, and you almost didn’t hear what he said next, getting lost in the feeling. "You'd be beggin' me to hurt you by the end of this."

But you forced your eyes to snap open. He couldn't really mean that, could he? Upon being met with his half lidded ones, and a close proximity to his bare chest, you decided to ask, "Why would I want you to hurt me?" You squeaked out in the meekest voice you had ever heard yourself use. Though when you felt his hands drop down to your thighs, sliding easily under your skirt to give a harsh squeeze, another moan left your mouth.

"You know what I mean, doll face." He said, matter o' factly as he pushed your legs further apart. His grip, while a bit bruising, didn’t feel threatening to you at all. It honestly made you feel electrified, and sent your body reeling with each squeeze and slap made against your skin. Reaching behind and placing his hands on your butt, he hugged your body forward, colliding his bare chest with your noticeably damp underwear. It made him bite his lip and close his eyes, how he could feel how wet you already were for him after just a few little whispers and touches. "M'not really gonna hurt ya." You felt his fingers slip in between you two and brush teasingly light past where your clit lay throbbing on the other side of your underwear, causing you to hold your breath as you felt knots turn in your stomach. "I just wanna get a little rough with you when we have our fun, s'all." When his fingers declined to move at first, you almost instinctively bucked your hips, your body trying to create that little fluttering feeling he caused to stir inside you only a few moments ago. Dabi snickered at your actions, placing his hand back where it was on your bum and earning a small whine from you. "Besides," planting a sloppy kiss on your neck he whispered in your ear, "Somethin' tells me you'd like that."

Still trying your best to fight how good his skin seemed to feel against yours, you made one more, rather weak attempt at protesting against his actions. Though you both knew at this point your objections were ceremonious at best. "N-no, st-aaahhh." Your sentence was cut off by the feeling of his calloused fingers finally sliding past the thin barrier of your underwear and along your slick folds, causing your eyes to roll back a bit as he stroked you.

The feeling his hands gave you as he rubbed and circled your heat was truly unlike anything you had ever felt before, and you felt yourself not being able to think about holding back the moans and mewls that escaped your mouth, even trying to spread your legs open further to give him better access.

Reeling from the small sounds he was causing to escape from you, he began to tease your hole mercilessly while he basked in the sight of you turning to putty in his hands. But, he couldn't just let you get what you wanted that easily, not after all that big talk earlier.

"Whats that?" Spreading his fingers, his voice seemed to mock that of one who's concerned as he watched you fall apart from his every move. "You said 'stop'? M'kay," he said, abruptly withdrawing his hand and beginning to back away from you, "if ya' really want me to stop I can-"

"No!" You shouted suddenly, the words leaving your mouth before you really had a chance to think about what you were saying, making him smirk down victoriously. But you didn't want to think; All you wanted was to feel his fingers against your throbbing pussy again; and you were ready to do anything to make that happen. "P-please, Dabi." You choked out, inviting him back in between your legs by opening them wider for him, even grinding your hips a bit out of frustration as you stared up at him through your eyelashes; A look that you knew almost never failed to charm men, probably because of how submissive it made you seem.

He had finally given you a taste of the delicious intimate aggression and desire you had only ever been able to dream about, and there was no way you were letting this opportunity pass you by. You would think about the consequences later.

For the first time in your life, you decided, it was time to put your own selfish needs first; and, you were going to have fun doing it.

He took back his place in between your legs, making you sigh in relief, and this time he began to reach for the rope that was holding your wrists behind your back. Once your faces were inches from each other, and your noses just barely touched, he whispered with a playful gleam in his eye, "Gonna be a good girl for me if I take this off?" His gruff voice served to send another shiver down your spine as you nodded frantically up at your captor, causing another knowing smile to take over his enticing lips. "Keep begging for daddy like that and I promise baby girl, I'm gonna make sure I pound that pussy nice and hard. 'Kay?" Finally loosing the knot enough to let you remove the rope, he began to stand up, and step back a bit to undo the fly on his pants; the needy look on your face causing his chest to swell with triumph, "You're just gonna have to do a little something for me first."

It was obvious what he meant. Eyes going wide, you couldn't seem to speak up nor look away, and you watched silently as he swiftly undid his boots and pants, discarding them haphazardly to the side while never looking away from you. Though, when he pulled down his boxers, your eyes were drawn to the way his hard dick plopped out and bounced around deliciously in the air for a bit, making you subconsciously lick your lips.

He shoved himself inside your mouth without warning, causing a loud gag to echo through the small concrete room. Steadying himself with a groan by placing his hands behind your head, he turned you so you looked up at him with his dick still shoved down your throat, spreading those pretty, soft, plump lips of yours around him. "Ahh, sorry about that, princess." But really he wasn't sorry; He loved the way your big eyes were tearing up again because you were choking on his girth. That helplessly dumb, fuckable making him go a little more feral every time he saw it.

Giving one more violent thrust into your mouth, he savored the feeling of your throat closing around him as you gagged, and the lewd sound of you finally choking on him filling up the room. Something you always should've been doing for him, and him only. "Couldn't help myself, with the way you were just starin' at my cock like that." Starting to move himself in and out slowly, he was pleased to feel you grip behind his hips without him having to tell you. However, he was surprised when one of your hands expertly began to cup his balls, while the other moved to swirl around the base of his shaft that was more than generously lubricated by the globs of spit you provided.

Maybe you weren't the innocent little hero-course student he initially thought you were. Especially with what you were doing with your hands, he was certain this wasn't your first time sucking dick. A part of him breifly wondered if you had ever shown out like this for his little brother; If he ever got to stare into those big beautiful eyes of yours as he fucked your cute little mouth enough to make you gag all over his dick.

Even if you had, he decided, it didn't matter. He was going to make sure that by the end of this night, the only Todoroki your needy little cunt would ever be satisfied with, the only man your brain would ever think of when you felt horny and needed to be touched and fucked, was him.

You felt another loud groan vibrate through his chest as you continued to pick up the pace of your hand that was pumping what couldn't fit in your mouth. Feeling the moment begin to take over, and all restraint fly promptly out the window, you giggled a bit at his reaction, proud that you had made him make a sound like that, and you felt your walls clench eagerly in anticipation as you pursued the primitive urge that had been building up inside you.

Every fiber in your being was screaming for him, wanting his hands back on your body and around your neck while he stuffed you to the brim with his thick girth, stretching you out and bouncing you up and down while you screamed out his name.

But, you knew to really get a man like him invested in your own sexual pleasure, you were going to have to entertain his desires first. Not that you minded, though. Especially for someone so alluring and sexy, you honestly felt like he deserved it, which made the task of sucking dick a lot more enjoyable.

You couldn't believe this dark, mysterious man, the one who tied you up and imprisoned you, had you practically feigning to satisfy him in any way you could. Every trick in the book you had ever learned, you were pulling out for him; Spitting, gagging, choking, you were even blowing bubbles in the spit and taking his balls into your mouth occasionally as you slapped his hard cock all across your face, sneaking fleeting looks to see him bite his lip back, and even fidget around as you worked your mouth around him. You don’t think you've ever wanted to suck a dick more than you did right now. It honestly felt kind of freeing, to be able to completely loose your sense of composure and let yourself become so uninhibited and debauched. Not to mention, you don't think anyone had ever made you feel so sexy in your life, and you wanted to thank him.

Spitting more huge globs over his swollen red tip you slid your thumb over it as you pumped your hands, and made sure to throw a wide eyed glance his way as you took him back in your mouth, shoving him all the way down your throat and then back out again with a 'pop'. The amazed look in his eyes as he watched made you giggle while he was still in your mouth, and judging by the way he threw his head back for a second to let out a strangled cry, that must've felt good.

Dabi watched intently as your tongue ran along his length and you worked to shove him down your throat so enthusiastically, making a little show out of how you sucked him off. The way you were spitting and making a mess all over yourself just to please him, all while looking up at him with those big, gorgeous eyes of yours, told him exactly what he needed to know.

You were officially his.

Pulling his throbbing cock out of your mouth with haste, he threw your body back against the couch and quickly crawled over you. Not caring to waste any time with buttons, Dabi ripped your uniform shirt down the middle, finally fully exposing your perky breasts to him. It was then that he took a moment to stare down at you, appreciating the way you had begun to submit to him completely.

And you really were so beautiful, he thought. All soft and nice and clean, an innocent little pro-hero in training, dating the s0n of the number one hero. Yet, here you were lying under one of the filthiest, nastiest villains in the country just begging for him to ravage you, probably cock-deprived and craving a nice, hard, pounding; one like his gift-of-god little brother had probably never been able to do. It wasn't hard for Dabi to tell after how you reacted to him choking you that you definitely preferred it a little rougher than the average girl, making him wonder how far he could push you. But he didn’t have to rush; something told him this wouldn’t be the last time he would have you naked and begging under him.

In the short moment he took to admire your exposed form, however, you seemed to have grown impatient, and your hand snaked its way down to push your underwear aside while you let out a whine. "Dabiiii." Your voice was pained with sexual frustration as you rubbed small circles on your clit, staring lustfully up at him with furrowed brows and parted lips. The rise and fall of your chest signaling how hot and bothered he had made you.

He was right about hearing you say his name. He noted, feeling his dick twitch upon listening to it roll off your tongue like that while you pleasured yourself underneath him. Such a fucking slut for him, already. The way you simultaneously looked like the naughtiest and also most innocent woman he had ever seen made him want to mark you and claim you as his. He wanted to bend you over, and slam into your precious little cunt harder than you had ever felt while he filled you to the brim with his seed. Suddenly, he wondered: Have you ever let a man finish inside you?

Had you ever let Todoroki?

"Let's get a little more comfortable, hmm?" Dabi suggested, planting one more sloppy kiss on the side of your neck before beginning to help you up and guide you over towards the side door you had noticed earlier.

And, finally feeling the haze of lust and exhaustion you had been in dissipate in the silence of the room as you walked over, a sudden moment of clarity hit.

You realized, you were now mindlessly following your kidnapper, who you were admittedly still at least a little bit afraid of, into another room, with the hope he would take you and finally fuck your brains out the way you'd been dreaming since you saw him.

And impregnate me. Your brain reminded you, That’s why I’m here in the first place. And you almost hated to admit that you felt butterflies in your stomach from the thought. You had never let anyone even come close to doing that before, and the thought of a man filling you up like that made your knees instantly go weak and you faltered a bit in your steps. Dabis hand was quick to steady your waist as he unlocked the excessive amount of locks on the door.

No one from your past even came close to making you feel like they loved you enough to spend the rest of their lives with you, let alone even want to reproduce with you. The fact someone so powerful, and so incredibly sexy, not only chose you, but specifically sought you out to bring his kids into this life, to grow them inside your womb; It made your head swell a little bit, your thoughts becoming even more dazed as your ego reeled in the thought of being desired like that by him.

The door opened to reveal a large, messy king bed littered, surprisingly, with pillows and fluffy blankets that looked so soft you were drawn to it immediately, not even the slightest bit interested in anything else the room might have had in it. Pushing past Dabi almost thoughtlessly, you raced to feel the soft textures against your skin and planted yourself face down.

Simply laying there, you sighed in relief, relishing in the simple and delicate feel of the grey micro plush blanket against your skin after enduring such rough treatment all day. Your eyes closed instinctively as you took in a deep breath, an enchanting mixture of sandalwood, cologne, and a very faint hint of smoke wafting through your nose pleasantly, and you realized you felt more relaxed than ever as you exhaled.

Though, you were soon met with the feeling of his heavy body above yours, and the heat returned to your face when you felt him quickly tug your skirt and underwear down your legs while you remained laying on your belly. Finally pulling both annoying pieces of fabric off and throwing them to the side, he pulled your cheeks back to give the small swell of heat that was peaking out from in between your legs a gentle, wet kiss, making you squeal a bit as you jumped forward instinctively, hiding your face in your hands; and you could literally feel the smirk grow on his lips. "Kinda cute," he mumbled against your skin, placing his hands under your hips to gain him better access, "how shy you are." His hands felt so big, and the way he was squeezing your hips made you moan out loudly.

When you tried to formulate a response you felt another swipe of his tongue along your already soaked entrance, and you buried your face deep into the bed to muffle the screams that he was causing to come out of you. Then, you thought maybe you could at least prop yourself up on your elbows, until you felt his tongue begin to lap out at you mercilessly. Another sharp cry left your mouth as your arms faltered, and you fell face first onto the bed. "I-I-f-fAhhh-" was all you were able to muster up as a response before being reduced to a stuttering, begging mess in his lap.

Dabis low chuckle that followed your screams vibrated through your body, and you felt his grip on your hips tighten despite the way you were squirming around. Pulling himself back a bit, he flipped your body over with ease, causing you to land on your back as he moved back in between your legs, spreading them open while his hands were squeezing the inside of your thighs.

"Mmm," he said, his eyes glistening as he stared shamelessly at your heat, "such a pretty pink pussy you have baby." His gravely voice and the words he was saying while his eyes were fixated on your most intimate part made your entire body flush as you felt all the heat suddenly rise to your face again. "Fuck."

You wanted to try and hide yourself, or close your legs because of how exposed you felt, but his grip wouldn't let you. While the way he was gripping and squeezing your legs while holding them down was bruising, the feeling of pain was mixing with the adrenaline and the pleasure all at once; making your brain a fuzzy mess once again, incapable of any coherent thought that wasn't centered around the seductive man in between your legs.

Then, he placed a lingering kiss on your clit, and sucked ever so slightly; Something you've never felt before.

You couldn't help but let out the high pitched scream that followed, and almost immediately went to cover your mouth in embarrassment. "S-sorr-" but you were cut off by your own screams again when he continued sucking, your hands grabbing fistfuls of sheets at your side. The feeling he was giving you sending shockwaves through your body, making your legs jump around and shake in his grasp.

It wasn't hard for him to hold you in place, but seeing the effect he was having on you by doing something so simple definitely inflated his ego. "No need to be sorry babe." He drawled out, a smirk plastered across his lips that were shining with a mixture of spit and your juices. "Sure are a loud one though, huh?" One of his hands met his mouth on your pussy, gently running his fingers along the slippery folds while he continued to suck and kiss your clit.

All you could do was try and let out a hum of approval, throwing your head back onto the soft pillow and getting lost in the feeling he was giving you. Usually whenever Shoto, or any of your other hookups for that matter, tried to eat you out, it wasn't exactly bad, but it wasn't that great either. You always thought that maybe, it just wasn't your thing; Maybe you just didn't like it.

But the way Dabis skilled tongue kissed and sucked while his fingers slid teasingly across your pussy, made you see stars. You were sure that you were screaming the loudest you ever had, and anything that you tried to say just came out as a mumble that ended with a high pitch moan. Also, you noticed secondarily, a lazy smile had painted itself across your face as you embraced the euphoric feeling.

Every time his lips closed around your bundle of nerves you could feel yourself pulse and clench, the needy feeling in your core growing more and more with each movement he made. A whine escaped you alongside all your moans and yelps, and you wiggled your hips under his grip, trying to satisfy your body's need for something deeper.

Dabi laughed, an almost incredulous look on his face as he continued to play with your pussy and watch you fall apart in his hands and beg him for more. He knew he was going to be able to seduce you into this eventually, that much was a given; especially if you already had a thing for Todoroki men.

But, what he hadn't expected, was how much of an effect you were having on him.

He typically never let himself become attached to his conquests. They weren't worth more than a few fleeting hours of his time before he was done with them. Yet, every sound that you made and the way your body felt so small and frail as you wriggled around in his grasp made his cold heart swell, and he really liked the way it made him feel. It was incredible to him how you could be so innocent, so vulnerable and helpless, and yet, still so seductive and so sexy at the same time. Your body responded so fervently to his every touch and the look in your eyes mesmerized him. Seeing you with your head thrown back on his pillow, and that dazed expression on your face, awakened something animalistic inside him.

It made him want to go harder, and be rougher. When you had gotten here, you were so apprehensive; fighting his every word and pretending like you were just an innocent little hero in distress, worried about her boyfriend back at school. Dabi grit his teeth at the thought, a scowl forming on his lips briefly.

He should be the only thing on your mind right now.

He pulled back enough to land a small slap against your swollen clit, making you to cry out in pain suddenly, much to his amusement.

When your head snapped up, you met his eyes, and felt a shiver go down your spine when you looked into them.

"You like it when I kiss your pussy baby?" He asked, now feeling his pants become uncomfortably tight as he stared back at you. Rubbing his thumb in circles on your clit quickly, he never took his eyes off your face as you threw your head back once more. Your eyes were glued shut as you continued to scream and gasp at his every movement, though you definitely made sure to nod your head fervently at his question, making him smile. "Such a good little whore for me." Planting another sloppy kiss against your clit, he dragged his tongue languidly along your folds before teasing you with it around your hole. The way he felt you pulse each and every time he licked and prodded, caused his own lust to begin bubbling up to an uncomfortable level.

It was time to start getting you ready.

Running his index and middle fingers across your sopping wet entrance, he made sure they were properly lubed up before pushing one in, making you gasp. He couldn't believe you were so tight, especially just around his one finger. "My little brother isn't taking care of your pretty pussy, is he?"

Him casually referencing Todoroki, for just a moment, did send a small pang of guilt through your exhausted heart and mind; But then, another part, your most deviant part which had really only begun to find its voice tonight, made you realize:

You were about to fuck Todorokis brother. His insanely hot, powerful, villainous older brother, who was clearly more skilled in physical intimacy than anyone you had ever been with before. And no matter what type of person you may be because of it, the thought of that only turned you on even more.

His words caused you to flush deeper, if that was even possible, and you pulled your head back up to look at him. Not able to muster up any words, you shook your head slightly; a mixture of embarrassment, lust, and guilt washing over you in waves as you tried to think about your situation.

But still, you could tell. You knew from the moment you laid your eyes on him.

He was definitely the type of guy you were looking for. The one that you dreamt about late at night, hoping that he'd find you somehow one day and help alleviate the ache you have felt so deep inside yourself for so long.

There was no doubt in your mind that Dabi was more than capable, and probably make it even better than you ever could have imagined. You needed this; you just had to throw your pride away, and ask him for it.

"Can you?" Was all you were able to say, your voice barely above a whisper as you spread your legs open more, inviting him deeper as he slid his finger in and out of you at a delicious pace. He released another low chuckle in response and suddenly, you felt him add another finger; and then one more again, without waiting even a second for you to adjust, the stinging sensation mingling with immense pleasure as he stretched you open wide.

The satisfied cry that filled the room caused him to smile down at you deviously. "Can I what, doll?" He drawled out condescendingly.

I knew it.

He was going to make you beg for it, just like he said he would. In no shape to even attempt to preserve whatever shred of pride you had left, you almost immediately gave in."P-please Dabi." Your voice was small, and sensual, and you made sure to look up at him with the biggest doe-eyed look you could muster; But, even after you asked him, he suddenly stopped the movements of his hand, and pulled it out; his teasing fingers lingering just ever so lightly over your skin, leaving you with an even worse ache, and making you take a deep, shaky breath before continuing your groveling. Obviously, he wanted to really see you beg, as if you hadn't been humiliated enough tonight already. "Please, Dabi! I-I want you to keep playing with my pussy, please." It wasn't as hard to find the words as you thought; Turns out the thought of having to beg for his touch did turn you on.

Genuinely distressed, your voice carried the tone of someone truly desperate, satisfying Dabi enough to finally push his fingers back inside you with such enjoyable force you sighed in relief at the feeling of being filled by him again.

"Good girl." He cooed, watching your face twist and smile and gasp with pleasure as he pushed his fingers in and out of your tight cunt. Slightly curling them when he was in past the second knuckle, his eyes were glued to your face, feeling like he was hypnotized by the sight of you; Your lips were parted lazily in an 'o' shape while your hands gripped the sheets of his bed so tightly your knuckles were white, screaming and moaning for him, all because of the way he was able to make you feel with just a few fingers.

Suddenly, an idea popped into Dabis head, causing a devious smile to form on his lips once more as he reached onto the nightstand to grab his phone. At the same time, he continued to work his fingers at a steady place along your folds, occasionally rubbing circles against your small bud, while pulling up the camera app on his phone with the other hand.

He clicked the camera on, the flash so bright you could see it behind your closed eyelids and it caught your attention slightly, but it wasn't enough to make you really react at first.

"Such a pretty little slut, spreading your legs for me." Dabis low voice rang through your ears, finally making you open your eyes and look up to see that he was recording you. The lewd sound his fingers were making as he worked your clit echoed loudly through the room, drawing your attention down to look with an appreciative sigh. Moving the camera between your cunt and your face, he asked "You like watching me play with your pussy baby?" And though you couldn't see him behind the flash, you could practically hear the smirk behind his words.

Normally, you wouldn't ever let yourself be recorded like this; but tonight was different. Tonight, there were no rules. Besides, what was he really gonna do with it, anyways?

Looking up at him, and then into the camera lens directly with the most sensual, doe-eyed look you could muster your nodded your head obediently, a chorus of moans falling from your lips as he continued working you with his fingers. He snickered, moving the camera over your exposed body, and down in between your legs, that were spread wide open for him as he worked your cunt.

Suddenly, he put the phone on the bed beside you, removed his hand and started to get up, earning a whine of protest from you, making him laugh again. "So needy." He sneered.

Dabi was quick to grab your legs, and yank your body down to meet where he was standing on the edge of the bed, his throbbing erection catching your eye as you watched him position the swollen tip at your entrance. Seeing his impressive length and girth in comparison to yourself, almost made you a bit nervous; but not nearly as much as it excited you.

You all but screamed out in suspense, waiting for him to finally push inside and stretch you out like you so desperately needed him to; But just as you felt the pleasant sting of his swollen tip pushing inside, he moved it purposefully so it slipped out, and the pathetic, needy little whimper you let out because of it, made the smirk on his face grow even more.

Without completely pushing it in, he rubbed his slippery cock head along your folds, this time making sure to coat it even more in your arousal while once again teasing your weeping hole despicably by just slipping the tip in, ever so slightly, before moving it back out, up, and down again; The anticipation and desire building in your body had you in tears, your head thrown back and eyes shut once more as you called out variations of his name and 'please' mixed with high pitched squeals that escaped every time he almost entered you. You were in such agony that you hadn't even noticed he pulled the camera back out.

As Dabi held the phone above where he was teasing you, he was beaming down with admiration as the flash caused your drenched pussy to glisten and shine while he ran his cock along your folds. The wet, squelching noises that filled the room coupled with the pornographic moans and gasps and pleas you were making, crying and begging for his cock, was almost too much to handle; He had to fuck that tight little cunt of yours, or he felt like he might explode. But, just as he was about to give in, and finally shove his cock inside you, he heard you cry out.

"Daddy," you finally managed to moan out, your voice sultry and dripping with desperation, "daddy please, stop teasing me!" Reaching your hands down to spread your lips open wider for him, you opened your eyes back up to stare up at him, cheeks stained with tears of frustration. At this point, you didn't even care about the camera, looking directly into the lens when he shined the light in your face. "I need your cock inside me Dabi, please." Behind the bright light of the flash, you could see the way he was looking at you, his eyes hungry and mouth slightly agape while he watched you rub slow circles against your clit with one hand while you held the lips back with the other.

In response, Dabis free hand immediately wrapped around your neck, your eyes fluttering closed as he restricted your airflow and positioned himself at your entrance. He began to push himself in agonizingly slowly, and when you felt the pleasant burn and stretch of him filling you up, you don't think had never felt so euphoric. Your mind started going blank and as you mumbled out a chorus of jumbled "thankyous" and moans, he made sure to point the camera at your face once more, making sure to capture the exact moment he violated you, and the look on your pretty little face in the moment he claimed you as his own, before tossing it aside.

"Fuck." He breathed, shutting his eyes for a moment as he bottomed out, trying to focus. The way your warm gummy walls squeezed and clenched around his throbbing cock made him feel beyond elated. "You are so fucking tight baby girl."If he wasn't concentrating, he would've totally painted the inside of your womb by now. Beginning to move himself in, and out, his hands moved to grip onto your hips tightly, pulling you into his thrusts with extra force that had you seeing stars. "Perfect. Fucking. Pussy." Each word he breathed out was accentuated with a harder thrust than the last, his teeth gritting as he felt himself loose control.

You were absolutely cock drunk, unable to form any kind of coherent though or sentence, high pitched moans and squeaks escaping you every time you felt him slam into you. Opening your eyes just enough to see the expression on his face, your hands made their way to his body; One hand steadying itself on his impossibly chiseled torso, and the other around the bicep that was currently choking you out, giving a squeeze of appreciation as he continued to hammer into you.

His eyes locked with yours, and the way his pupils seemed to be blown out caused his lecherous gaze to appear even darker.

"Such a fucking mess for mess for me already, aren't we?" He leered, his fingers clutching your neck just a bit tighter. Leaning his face down closer to yours, your noses were centimeters away as he continued fucking you with a hard and steady rhythm while you stared into his blue eyes with adoration. "You love being fucked like a helpless little doll, don't you?" His voice was coarse and breathy, making you melt for him even more, if that was even possible.

"Ye-yes da-daddy-y." You moaned out weakly, not being able to steady the cadence of your voice against the impact of his thrusts while your eyes unfocused. A slight shift of his hips and suddenly, he was pounding into you so deep, you were positive you could feel him in your stomach. Sure enough, once you glanced down at your abdomen, you saw the not-so-faint outline of his dick popping up every time he filled you up completely. Your eyes went wide as you admired the sight, "wow."

Dabi watched you intently, pride swelling inside him watching you realize what you were seeing. Positioning himself up again a bit, he released your neck and grabbed your hand, placing it over where the bulge was appearing. "You feel that babygirl?" He asked, his smile growing wider as he watched you nod obediently at his question, while pursing your lips and letting out the most delicious whining noise he had ever heard a woman make. Involuntarily releasing a moan after that himself, he felt his release steadily building up.

He grabbed your hip with his free hand while still securing your other one down, and thrusted up into you, making you scream out in pleasure as he continued to hold your position, another lazy smile taking over your lips as you felt the pleasant burn and sting of his impossible length filling you up past the brim.

Quickly grabbing his discarded phone, he pressed record and watched the flash illuminate your features once more. His other hand pressed down harder on yours, making you feel where his cock head was poking out as he asked, "Want me fill you up, baby?" Focusing the shot on your pleading expression and nodding head, he let out one more satisfactory chuckle, "Want me to breed you like a good little whore?"

"Yes!" You screamed impatiently, "Please Dabi!" Tears were falling in steady streams down your cheeks from the force of taking his thrusts, and shutting your eyes so tightly. "Please cum inside me daddy, please.” Crying out, your voice pleaded for him so sincerely as you begged, “I wanna feel it dripping from my pussy so bad." The way his movements began to get harder, and more sporadic, you knew he was about to give in; and your heart was beating so fast you felt like it might explode. “I want it so bad.”

He threw the phone to the side once more, and began to pick up his pace, your words egging his animalistic side on to an uncontrollable degree. "Fuck." He breathed out, cursing himself for having to bust so soon when he waited so long to get you into his hands; no matter, though. There'll be plenty more days like this where this came from. "M'gonna cum." Dabi mumbled out in a rush, his hand finding its way tightly around your neck.

His mumbles and groans were music to your ears, and you had to force your eyes open upon hearing them, wanting to see his expression when he finally released into you. You squeezed your cunt around him as hard as you could, and felt as the weight of his torso distributed against your own as he tucked his face into your neck, a deep groan emanating from his chest as he pushed himself into you as hard as he could.

At the last moment, he grabbed your thighs, pulling them in and pushing them back a bit with the weight of his body while he felt himself finally release inside you; his hot cum coating your insides while you cried out in unison with him, the way he was folding you under him making you feel stretched and filled to the brim.

Your arms wrapped themselves tenderly around his neck, your fingers finding their way up through his messy locks while he rode out the wave of his orgasm, giving delicious low moans and sloppy kisses to your neck, his hot breath across your neck sending shivers down your spine. Burring your head into his hair and closing your eyes, you held his body close, relishing in the feeling of holding him so close; being so intimate.

After a few moments, you felt the full weight of his body rest down onto you, before he pushed himself off and to the side. Pulling you into a tight embrace, he pulled your body flush against his in the bed, securing your butt tightly against his crotch with his hand while rested his head on top of yours; and it wasn’t until that moment, that you truly realized the height difference between you and him. He was massive.

His lips planted a slow, loud kiss on the top of your head as one of his hands lazily reached for his phone around the bed, and you shifted to turn around. Stealing a quick glance up at him, you appreciated the way his handsome and striking features seemed to be softened by the calm expression that settled on his face after his release. Seeing him like that made you smile, and you felt comfortable as you tucked your head into his chest, closing your eyes, releasing a sigh and pulling one of the blankets he had strewn around his bed to cover your bodies.

While you fell into a deep, comfortable sleep tucked into his chest, one of his hands ran itself soothingly through your hair, and he occasionally planted a small, soft kiss against the top of your head while whispering praises in your ear. What you didn’t notice, however, was him grabbing a second phone with his free hand, that you didn’t happen to realize, was on the bedside table beside his.

He slid his finger over the screen, surprised that you didn’t even bother locking your phone with a passcode, but eternally grateful for how easy you were making achieving his little scheme go along. Clicking through the screens and apps until he found your contacts book, he didn’t have to scroll through the list for long until his eyes landed on the name he was looking for.

A wicked smile painted itself across his lips as he shared the contact to his phone, placing yours back on the beside table beside him before opening up the messages on his phone. He saved the shared contact, and began to compose a message.

Attaching the video files and pictures he had taken of you falling apart on his cock, Dabi debated whether or not to just send the attachments with no context, before deciding to include a short line of text in his message that read:

She sure was a fun time.

And then, after hitting send, he finally discarded his phone and laid down, closing his eyes with contentment washing over him as he held his new pet in his arms; sleeping so peacefully, with his cum still dripping down your legs.

The last thought in Dabis mind before he finally drifted off himself, was that he was going to have to fuck you a few more times for good measure once you woke up, just to make absolutely sure you were bred properly; But he’ll let you rest for now, you were such a good girl for him after all.

A/N: omfg yall i finally did it ;) it took me literally a month, I hope it was a good read. I’m kind of obsessed with the concept of dabi stealing away Todorokis girl srry the oc ended up being a pos questionable character lMAO

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